Absorbing the Whole
One person. Alone. Sitting at a desk, computer, book, or behind the wheel of a car. Pause for breath. Pause for a stoplight to change. Pause to think. Time to absorb what surrounds. Putting things together to understand meaning.
Yes, alone we face the world. Always have. We lean on
others, hope for their presence, and mention our questions and doubts. The interchange
is delicate. What do you think of this, or that, or whatever? Does this help me
build my own thoughts on the subject, and lead to conclusions and
understandings?
Yes. And no. It takes bits of these interactions to
accumulate into general meaning. Using those conclusions is yet another matter.
Building actions on fleeting understanding is a dare. But we do it. Inch by
inch we move toward another point of equilibrium, a dot of balance. Perilous this
is, but moments chance the nature of the balance, and we are off to consider yet
other applications of logic.
When I think of America, I think of our history of creation.
The United States was not an automatic formation. It was a result of arguing,
discussion, logic, emotional outrage, and so much more. People took sides. Which
idea was better than the other? How many ideas were in the competition in the
first place? What is the ideal we could aim for? What are we doing here? How do
we go about it? What rules are we following? And who the hell wrote those
rules?
Sides to a discussion does not mean two; many sides were
proffered. Power was a consideration. Who was included in these discussions was
another consideration, and the basis of the power struggle? Who owned land? Who
owned slaves? Who was partial or outright loyal to the English Crown? Who were
willing supporters of independence and freedom from the Crown?
What was a colony versus a nation? Or a region versus a ‘state?’
What was a state? Who governed in such constructs? How were those governors
selected? What specific rights did the state have versus citizen rights? Were
all citizens equal?
Today we know more of those answers. Today, we have an
imperfect union struggling with the same issues – equality, freedom, liberty,
individualism, frame of mind, wealth or lack of same, power or powerless,
landed or not, and so on. Yes, we argue these points in 2022 even though in
1775 discussions were deep, broad and heated.
We think these are settled. They are not.
Today we bad mouth people who are different from ourselves
just like they did in frontier times. Just like they did in Philadelphia as leaders
struggled to define this new nation and its system of governance. Those days
had powdered wigs, fancy dress and polite manners. Still, the nasty was
prevalent in the room, outside the room, and in the boarding houses and woods
that surrounded the city.
Later the seat of government changed again and again and
finally landed in Washington, DC. A hot, humid, swampy, muddy place. Streets planned
but not yet built. Buildings planned, some being erected, temporary housing
thrown up in open spaces before neighborhoods were present. The temporary was
the seed of permanence. Yet arguments defined lack of agreement.
Today is the same. Rules are changed. Power is wrestled in
back rooms. Money is maneuvered. Reputations are torn apart, built up yet
warped again and again to push forward hot-headed agreements.
Even in Lincoln’s time, especially in Lincoln’s time of
peril and civil war, nasty behavior inside and out of the halls of government
prevailed. How anything got done is a miracle. How the war was waged and won is
a marvel. And everywhere disagreement and backstabbing.
This was and is our nation. Knowing its workings does not
help. Coming to know these things helps explain the stagnancy of today. Not pretty.
I think there are no permanent answers. To anything. Manners
aside, justice counts for little.
May 17, 2022
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